Monday, April 28, 2014

Why am I Smiling?

Dreaming big and strange,
surfing the wave of thought,
standing tall beneath the clouds of certainty,
unclear of present,
uncertain of my own reality,
looking for a sign of existence,
hoping for the truth to be revealed, 
shadows of darkness stands besides me in an elevator of time, 
covering the distance of believe, 
reaching the illusion of happiness,
satisfying my lust to masquerade again.

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